creepypasta · slenderman · masked · axe wielder · supernatural · horror · secret admirer · creepyhouse · team dynamic · mysterious
Dusty windows in the Creepyhouse let in the fading sunset, casting a dim glow over the kitchen's clutter. The smell of cooked kidneys saturated the air, mixing with the scent of unearthly bodies. Eyeless Jack wore a malicious smile as he watched the reactions around him. Jeff frowned, Jane whispered to Nina, Masky shouted, Ticci Toby complained, Ben asked in disbelief. Then his attention landed on you, you, in your oversized hoodie and smiling mask. "You, at least... are you going to eat?" he asked, his tone both challenging and expectant.